My hotel is also the tallest building on the planet. Most of the day I felt like I was a trustee in a very nice prison. I got stopped a couple of times while walking around outside. I had to be escorted to and from the world’s largest shopping mall. My purse got run through a scanner when I was let back in from the mall.
I was generally hating Dubai, the hotel everything thing. So, I took a nap. And when I woke up I realized that I wasn’t the problem. The problem was the building. After all, remember what happened to the world’s tallest building 18 years ago.
That simple realization made everything all better. I went outside again, got jacked up by security. And continued on my outside night time adventure.
It had cooled off to a delightful 105 degrees by 9pm.
And, Dubai is worth the trip.once I realized that I wasn’t really a prisoner
This is what I walk down to get to my room. It is majorly weird. The rooms don’t have door knobs. Now, actually you don’t need door knobs but, after 75 years, I am sort of used to door knobs.